| Lyric | Song |
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| Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street | |
| In a neat little town they call Belfast | |
| Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling | |
| Over in Killarney, Many Years ago | |
| Oh, the Night that Patty Murphy died is a night I'll never forget | |
| As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains | |
| there's a nice wee lass and her name is Mari-Mac | |
| | Lyric | Song |
|---|
| Now, listen all it's hard to think | |
| a gypsy rover came over the hill | |
| alas, my love, you do me wrong | |
| Are you going to Scarborough Faire? | |
| what do you do with a drunken sailor? | |
| I'm a sailor Peg, and I lost my Leg | |
| Must it Take a Life, for hateful Eyes | |
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